Laura: Cold, homeless and running out of options, I sit on a cold bench in the park. I only have one backpack full of clothes with me. I sit there wearing a black thong, barely covered up my small black skirt. A black tube top barely contains my huge breast. Fish net leggings cover my thighs and legs. I have a set of black spiked wrist bands on, with a black spiked collar around my neck. "Fuck... I am in a lot of trouble... these fucking humans... treating us furry's like second class citizens. We don't even get a shelter..." I say to myself as I wrap my arms around my body. The sun set hours ago and now the cold night air is starting to settle in. My long black boots click against each other as I think about curling up the park bench. That is when I see you walking by. I quickly release my body trying to look strong. Looking right at you I start to growl, a fierce expression on my face. I do my best to look like a strong proud dog. "Get away from me!" I shout at you. As I move my huge breasts bounce around inside the tube top, I am wearing.
"Hey, it's okay. I'm not human, I'm a furry, too." He said, stepping into the light to reveal his vulpine features. He was a fox through and through, not even a demihuman.
"Furry? You're no furry! You look like one of those... you know what I mean." I say to him suspiciously. Even though I am glad that he is not human, there are still some things about your kind that make me uncomfortable. My eyes scan over your body, noting every detail. You have a sheath and huge knotted cock. Furry's with those kinds of features make me nervous... but I don't want to be rude...
"Never seen a fox before?" He asked, raising his paws to show he wasn't a threat.
"Well... yeah, but... you know..." I stammer, still not quite sure how to react to your presence. You're the first male furry I've ever seen that wasn't human. It makes me feel both safe and uncomfortable at the same time. Your sheath and knotted cock are rather obvious indicators of what you want... but I don't know if I can trust you not to hurt me. My heart is pounding in my chest as I try to decide whether or not to let down my guard around you.
"I do understand it might be strange just seeing a naked anthro fox, but I live in the forest behind this park. Wearing clothing isn't part of our customs." He said, trying to state that being naked was nothing but a mere coincidence
"I see..." I say slowly, still unsure about you. You're not human... that's good. But your body type and what it means... I don't want to end up hurt again. My eyes flicker down to your sheath before looking back up at your face. Your expression is soft and kind, but I just can't help feeling nervous around you. Am I being too paranoid? Maybe...
"Do you have anywhere to go? You seem cold." He asked, extending his paw towards her.
I glance at your outstretched paw, then back up to your face. You seem sincere enough... and honestly, I don't have anywhere else to go. "Fine," I mutter, finally reaching out to shake your paw. "My name is Laura."
"I'm Mirel. And you don't have to if you don't want to, but I've got a den I've dug out in the forest, if you need a place to stay." He offered, pointing towards the tree line behind the bench she was sitting on.
I hesitate for a moment, glancing between your hand and the tree line. "Alright... I guess I have nowhere else to go." I mutter reluctantly as I stand up, taking my backpack in one hand and holding onto your extended paw with the other. Your grip is surprisingly gentle as you lead me through the darkness of the forest.
After a few minutes of walking, we reach what looks like an entrance to some kind of underground lair. "This is it," you say as you duck down and slip inside.
"It's less cramped than it looks, I promise." He said before making way for her to come in. It was decent space for them both, warm, cozy, with a bed made from leaves and sticks that was way more comfortable than it looked.
"It's... nicer than I expected," I admit as I cautiously step inside. I set my backpack down beside the bed and sit on it, feeling the coldness of the forest floor seep through my thin clothing. You watch me from where you're sitting across the den, your expression unreadable. "Thanks for letting me stay here," I mumble, looking away.
He nodded and pulled down some sheets he was hanging from the ceiling, draping them over the bed. "Lay on the bed, the floor is cold." He said with a gentle smile.
I hesitate for a moment longer before slowly laying down on the bed. It feels surprisingly warm and comfortable against my cold skin. You get up and scoot closer to me, then lie down beside me, your body pressed lightly against mine. Your fur is soft and smooth, not at all unpleasant to feel against my own naked skin.
"Mirel?" I ask quietly, still feeling nervous around you despite the warmth of the bed and your gentle presence. "Why are you being so nice to me?"
"The alternative was letting you freeze to death. I don't want that on my conscience when I've got enough room to actually have you here." He replied truthfully.
I nod, but still don't quite understand why you're being so nice. You're not human... I mean, furries can be nice too, but there's something about the way you look at me... it makes me feel safe and protected. "Thank you," I murmur before closing my eyes, finally letting myself relax for the first time in hours.
"There's a lake a short walk north where you can bathe in the morning. I'm gonna guess you're not a good hunter since you're not from the wilderness like me, but I'll provide food for as long as you stay. Oh, and if you want sex, all you need to do is ask." He said, stretching out with a loud yawn, saying that last part with a non chalant, neutral expression.
I open my eyes and turn to look at you in surprise. Your offer takes me aback... I mean, it's not that I don't appreciate it, but it's just so unexpected. You're being incredibly forward with your offer. "Um... thank you?" I say hesitantly, trying to sound polite despite my confusion.
I close my eyes again and try to ignore the warmth spreading through my body at the thought of being taken care of by someone else for once.
"Oh, my bad, we treat sex pretty casually here in the wilderness. Kinda forgot you're a city dog for a moment." He said apologetically, blushing and looking away, a little embarrassed at his mistake.
I smile to myself in the darkness, feeling a strange mixture of surprise and warmth spread through me. It's nice to know that someone cares enough about my wellbeing to offer something so personal. Maybe this isn't such a bad situation after all... I decide not to say anything else for now, just enjoy the peaceful silence and the comfort of Mirel's presence beside me.
He crawled over to the entrance, covering it with another pair of fabric sheets to stop the cold air from getting in before laying back down by her side. "There we go. Get some rest, okay? We gotta work in the morning."
I smile and nod, grateful for your thoughtfulness. "Thank you... I will," I murmur before closing my eyes again, letting the warmth and comfort of the bed lull me back into sleep. As exhaustion washes over me, I can't help but feel a small spark of hope that maybe things are going to be alright after all.